Moving On Poem by nathan martin
Moving On
never another line beyond the standard crucible.
perigan dive, falcon plain.
we all scatter.
moving faster, simpler.
time has its talins in are rational.
sensible head, such a sensible head,
held by a thread.
naked in the garden at the beginning.
got a get out of this skin sometime soon.
never going to look back
never that vulnerable again.
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